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Isabella: Part 3: Slave

The Blanchers are none the wiser about their two children’s new relationship. The pair has to spend some obligatory time with the family before they can be alone together again.

A New Day, A New Us part 4

Tuesday morning starts off with my sister Liz in a different mood than previous mornings. She’s not happy or grumpy, just kind of blah mood as we all get ready for school. I let her be alone with her thoughts while I attempt to ask my Father for something I don’t usually ask for.
“Dad I’ve got a problem,” I tell him as he’s getting his boots on for work.
“What kind of a problem Guy,” Dad replies without missing a knot.
“I need some money for a date tonight,” I say watching him pause as he’s lacing up his boot.
“And who are we taking out,” Dad asks finishing the final knot.
“Mathilda, I need to get her out and doing stuff that doesn’t involve her weight set and I figured a date mid week would be a nice change,” I explain hoping for a miracle.
“Well I think that it’s a wonderful idea,” Mom says joining the conversation,” You need to have some normal time with all these girlfriends you keep around. And when are we going to meet this other one from Texas?”
“Soon Mom I promise,” I tell her to placate the question for now,” I just need like a hundred bucks for a nice dinner or something.”
I watch my Mother turn on her expectant gaze to my Father who stands up and takes out five twenty dollar bills then hands them off to me, I try to take them but my Dad has them in a tight grip to get my attention.
“A nice date, you will dress up and you will take the car,” Dad orders me.
I nod and he releases his hold on the money which immediately goes back into my room and in the lockbox in my computer desk. Getting to school after picking up Kori I notice Allison has elected to not follow us around like a happy puppy today. I don’t mention it to the crew at all as we head off to classes.
I just start to grab my bag and head off to lunch after third period when I get a visitor in Hanna waiting for me outside my class door. I get outside and am greeted with a goofy salute.
“Ginger ninja reporting for duty,” Hanna jokes as we head towards the cafeteria.
“So aside from you we have two other’s I’ve recruited, both are guys but that’s not a problem for you anymore is it,” I joke back.
“Yeah, some of the girls found out about my jumping the fence and while some were okay with it a few don’t want to even touch me,” Hanna says with very little sadness,” So what’s on the big list of things to do for today?”
“Well first off you might not want to try to take my job as assistant, that’s Natsuko’s job,” I tell Hanna as we get to the cafeteria,” You keep Mathilda up to speed and relay messages.”
I can see she doesn’t like being put into a single job informing someone else but it’s not like I have a million things that need to be done in a day and I make it a point to emphasize how it’s important to me. We get seated at my usual table and I watch as the rest of the crew fills in the table crowding it up to the point where I have to get a second table and pick people to move over.
“Okay, we’re too crowded so I want Jun and Lilly to pull that table over and I want Ben to join them,” I tell the crew getting odd looks.
“Why are we being moved,” Lilly asks confused.
“Jun has been here longest of the guys, you are his girlfriend and Ben is the second best fighter in the group,” I explain and watch my reasoning register in their brains.
As we get adjusted I see Hanna move over as well and then I watch as a few punks move over to the second table and quietly sit down. It doesn’t take long for me to recognize the girl and her guy friend after the ass-chewing I gave them for not standing up for themselves. I warned Johnny about this type of shit and now here they are creeping into the circle for protection. I finish my milk and tap Katy to get her attention as I stand up and head over to their spot at MY crew’s second table. I watch the girl get rigid as I stand behind her before moving over to the guy who turns to see my face.
“Outside now,” I order him getting a puzzled look.
“Ummm we can move to a different spot if that’s okay,” the punk says trying to worm his way out.
“Maybe you didn’t fucking hear him but when he says ‘outside now’ that means get your ass outside right now or your ass becomes three different colors of paste on the ground,” Katy barks at the two raising her voice enough for the cafeteria to pay attention.
I watch the punk couple get up and after grabbing their bags get lead out by Katy, I start to follow but getting an idea I stop at Jun’s nerd table and grab one of the guys I see him talking to more than most and point for him to go outside.
“Nothing to worry about everyone, just some business among the Pariah’s,” Jun says getting people to focus on their own lives.
Once outside I catch up to Katy who is taking the punk couple around the corner of the gym. Once we’re out of sight I back them up against the wall and turn my attention to the Asian nerd I had follow us.
“What’s your name man,” I ask quickly.
“I’m Hideo, I’ve been friends with Jun for…,” He starts in before I cut him off with a look.
“And you two morons, names now,” I demand from the punk couple.
“I’m Vince and she’s Jenny,” the punk boy says quietly.
“Wonderful, now hand over what you’re holding,” I tell them getting a desperate look.
“Maybe you didn’t understand him, hand it over now or we go tag team on your asses,” Katy says grabbing Vince by the shirt,” First we’ll kick your asses then I’m gonna fuck the two of you.”
I watch the Hideo’s face go completely shocked at the thought and both the punks don’t like their prospects as they slowly take a plastic bag out of their backpacks. Each bag has what I can only guess is about a hundred dollars in smaller portioned bags of drugs in them, mostly weed and a few pills. I snatch the bags out of their hands and take Hideo’s bag from him and moving everything up place the bags under a few of his books. The look on Hideo’s face is priceless as I turn him into a drug runner for the day.
“I’m going to make this simple, you answer to me right,” I ask Hideo getting a nod,” Good, now unless I tell you to you do not let what’s in your bag out for anyone to see, you don’t show it off and you don’t let anyone take it from you. If someone tries you come find one of my people and you tell them that I said you were protected. Understand?”
“Yes sir, does this mean I’m a Pariah now,” Hideo asks getting a withering glare from Katy.
“No but it means that I know your name, and if I know your name then I know that I can either trust you or I need to hurt you,” I tell Hideo coldly,” Pick one.”
I see him register the implications of failure with me before nodding and heading back to the cafeteria. Once out of sight I return my attention to the punk couple who are more nervous now than when they were being threatened.
“I will be bringing those in today when I go meet Johnny, Katy and I will be showing up there after school,” I start to explain,” now you will leave that boy alone and you will let Johnny know that I’m coming by and that I will not be in a pleasant mood when I get there. Do we have an understanding?”
I watch Vince nod but Jenny seems stubborn about the situation. I motion for them to head off and while Vince is quick to do so Jenny seems adamant about either saying something or doing something. I can tell Katy is itching for a fight but I step up to Jenny first to take inventory, green and red hair in short pigtails on the side of her head. About 5’7” with about b cup breasts and no bra on under her tank top and sleeveless jean jacket, her hips have a pair of long shorts that have been destroyed either by time or just because she bought them that way and striped black and red socks with black boots. I like her style but it’s her brains I’m questioning.
“Did you not understand that now is the time where you fuck off and do what I told you,” I ask Jenny who is giving me the asshole look.
“Because I’m gonna have to pay out my ass for getting my shit taken from me with Johnny,” Jenny explains,” Anyone who loses their stuff has to pay for it.”
“Did Johnny tell you all to hang around me for safety,” I ask grumpier now that when they first sat down.
“Yes but he told me you two were good about it so can I get my stuff back before I get in trouble with him,” Jenny asks plainly.
“No bitch, but maybe if you suck up really good next time you try looking to us to save your ass we’ll help you without taking your shit,” Katy growls.
“Fuck you, you get one bit of charity from someone with connections and now you look at me like I’m fucked up. You were fucking the same people I ended up fucking just to get by so don’t,” is where Jenny gets in her tirade before Katy starts in on her own.
I don’t know where it came from in Jenny to push Katy’s buttons like that but I definitely recognize the form when Katy drops Jenny with a hard shot to the gut. Jenny hits the grass on her knees hard but Katy isn’t stopping as I watch her reach up under Jenny’s jaw and stand her back up and put her against the wall. I can see the next shot coming and grabbing Katy’s arm by the wrist decide to stop the next one before it connects. Katy glares at me but I’m giving it back hard and after a moment she’s lets go of Jenny’s neck. I let Katy back off before getting in Jenny’s face.
“You start a fight you better be ready for the consequences,” I tell Jenny,” as for Johnny I’ll handle him and you won’t have to worry about anything when it comes to paying for something I did.”
I give Jenny a moment to catch her breath then send her back to the cafeteria. Once she’s out of sight I turn my attention to Katy who is still pissed about the comment made and a little pissed at me stopping her from delivering a wholesale ass kicking.
“So now you’re protecting Johnny’s shit and his people too? What the fuck are we doing Guy,” Katy demands.
“What are the fucking rules,” I growl back.
“What rules,” Katy asks confused and angry.
“Rules of engagement, first fucking thing you learned before Dad would teach you,” I growl getting in her face.
I know the rules, I’ve known them for eight years but she’s new to it and judging by the recognition on her face she remembers it too as I watch the anger drain out of her face.
“Guy I’m sorry, she really pissed me off and I just reacted,” Katy says with a little fear,” Please don’t tell Dad.”
I grab Katy by the back of the head and walk her to an alcove for one of the gym exit doors and shove her up against the wall. Katy’s got her punk hoodie on and a pleated school girl skirt with black leggings covering up to her mid thigh. She’s shocked by my being angry with her as I start in.
“You should fucking know better by now, you drop a girl just because she points out your past,” I growl,” If I did that I’d be out of school because they’d find a trail of bleeding people.”
“I’m sorry I just got mad dammit, what you never fucked up and had to explain it,” Katy says with a little more anger.
I love the look on a girls face when she’s angry and I’m not responsible for it. Katy is almost firing on all cylinders as I crash my body against her, shoving my mouth into hers hard and invasive. Its takes no time for Katy to adjust by hiking one leg up so I can grind against her mound. Katy tastes like metal today and it’s more of what I’m in the mood for as she slow down the kissing to bite my lip before pulling me back in for more tongue warfare. I was a little hard as she started threatening the couple but now I’m rock hard and not planning on settling for a rain check. Almost reading my mind Katy undoes my pants and gets my cock out in the cold air, stroking it lightly as I pull her panties aside so she can line us up. I keep her leg up and thrust about half my cock inside Katy’s pussy getting a moan in my mouth from her. She’s not as wet as she would be normally but with her hands on my ass pulling me in as we start pounding our bodies together gets me almost all the way in. Katy’s warm folds are getting wetter with each thrust and all our moving has me sweating a little in the cold, I’m feeling the need to hurry as I start thrusting up into Katy faster and deeper.
We’re not wasting time with our sex and Katy finally breaks our kiss and I bury myself in her neck biting down a little as her hands paw at my back. I can feel myself getting close and back out of Katy quickly and sensing my intention watch as she drops to her knees and opening her mouth I jam as much of my cock in her face as I can. Katy gags for a moment but I back out and push again bypassing her mouth and feeling my cock head opening in her throat, Katy herself is shaking and I can see one arm is down in her own nether rubbing away frantically. I back up my cock again and start taking short fast thrusts into Katy’s mouth getting myself up to the point of cumming, I look down and see the look on her face before burying my cock deep in her mouth and throat and cumming hard. The rush has me oblivious to much in the world as ropes of cum shoot directly down Katy throat, I can feel her panicking a little and someone is talking but I ignore it until I the rush fades.
“Oh god that is so fucking hot,” I hear coming from my left.
I turn and see Hanna and Natsuko standing there holding mine and Katy’s bags with wicked smiles on their faces. Katy helps to put me back in my pants and I get her up off the ground before watching her beeline it over to Hanna who has her bag and taking Hanna’s face in her hand before shoving her tongue in Hanna’s mouth. I grab my bag from Natsuko who is very turned on by the whole thing and we watch for a moment as Hanna stands awestruck after the kiss is broken.
“And that is what cum swapping is,” Katy says jokingly as we all start to head back towards classes.
The rest of the day goes by fairly smoothly and into final class where I am actually able to get into my homeroom class, there are a couple students in the moral club here but as soon as Ms. Detress sees me she starts writing up my pass for another class but I’m feeling awesome today and hand her the change of homeroom form. I watch her read it and it’s a priceless look on her face when she reads my reasoning why.
“I’m not able to speak with my teacher concerning my academic future due to her focus on non academic activities groups,” I watch her sputter the words out.
“Yes, every day I come in here and you are having a group meeting, and then yesterday I can’t even get into the class to get a pass so I don’t have to listen to a meeting for a group that I don’t agree with,” I reply smiling and feeling really smug.
“Well regardless of your personal opinion I think we need to have a student meeting about your academic performance,” Ms. Detress informs me taking an authoritative tone.
“So you won’t sign the form then,” I ask getting a head shake of no before taking the form back,” I’ll get Mrs. Jackson to sign it since you refuse.”
I get more sputtering behind me but I’m already half way out the door when I hear Ms. Detress following me out. I watch as Heather and Kyle lead a few students into the building but I’m bound and determined to get to the principal’s office and while she doesn’t ask her ‘youth group’ to stop me I don’t give her the chance. Once I’m in the office I stand at the door and wait like a student is supposed to and I can see Mrs. Jackson is working on paperwork, Ms. Detress however pushes past me and goes into a tirade about how as I’ve been a poor student and have disrupted her club activities. I watch Ms. Detress make a foolish display and finally Mrs. Jackson waves me in and I hand her the form so she can read it. When she finally turns her attention to me it’s more not the questions I’ve been preparing to answer.
“So Coach Campbell is taking on students for studies period,” Mrs. Jackson asks plainly.
“Yes Ma’am, I figured since I had been going there most of the year anyway I’d just get him to take over as my advisor,” I explain.
“And Ms. Detress’s club activities are keeping you from having any sort of meeting with her,” Mrs. Jackson asks.
“Yes Ma’am, my ex Heather is in her club and it’s just not an environment that I feel comfortable with,” I explain taking a slightly defeated posture.
I watch as Mrs. Jackson signs the form and Ms. Detress starts to lose her cool and argue about my
transfer and as I’m leaving I can hear Mrs. Jackson turn on her authoritative tone with Ms. Detress. I get to the gym and while my crew is up in the bleachers I hand off my form to Coach Campbell’s new assistant before heading up the bleachers and explaining what happened to Kori.
“I swear if that bitch held you up again Guy I would fucking lose it on her,” Kori tells me trying to cuddle.
I stop the cuddling due to my need to actually finish an assignment from earlier. I barely get my work done before the final bell and as we’re all starting to head out Katy explains she and I are heading off to do at Johnny’s place.
“I’m in,” I hear Ben chime in.
“Us too,” from Lilly and Jun.
“Not a group outing needed everyone,” I start to explain but my words seem to fall on deaf ears.
“Who else has a vehicle,” Kori says taking over and after a moment Devin raises his hand.
“Devin if you have a car why do you take the bus,” Jun asks confused.
“I don’t have a car, I can get my Dad’s truck,” Devin explains.
Kori grabs my phone out of my coat and fires off a message to my home explaining that we’ll be there late and then has Natsuko head back in so Hanna and Mathilda know what’s going on. I get the feeling we’ll be waiting when Hideo comes running back up and makes his way past everyone else and to me.
“Nobody came after me and I kept it hidden all day like you said,” Hideo tells me beaming with pride.
“Congratulations, you officially can perform simple tasks on command,” I tell him deflating his ego,” Now don’t go off thinking you’re in or out but keep around during lunch in case I need you.”
Not as happy with the results of his effort as he could be we transfer his smuggled contents from his bag to my bike before he rushes off to Jun to plead his case. I trust Jun to handle it his way before turning my attention back to Kori.
“So am I still in charge here or did I just get demoted,” I ask a little upset.
“Honey I spoke with Johnny and he promised me that he wouldn’t use us like that and he did,” Kori explains,” I warned him that if it happened that you’d come back and there would be shit to answer for.”
“Wait a minute, so when I left you made an ultimatum for me,” I ask getting a scared nod,” That’s my girl. Well he agreed so now it’s my turn to put the boots to him.”
I sit with Kori and Katy as they talk about what to do when we get to Johnny’s. Katy wants to bring violence and Kori wants something more subtle but that makes point. I am keeping my thoughts to myself considering I usually play it by ear and when people step out of line I’ll bust them back into place. Mathilda and Hanna join us after half hour once they’re out of practice and it’s another fifteen minutes later that I watch a large truck come rolling into the parking lot with Jun, Lilly, Ben and Natsuko in the back and Devin driving. It’s not an extended cab or even a current model but its big and made of real metal which is bumping Devin up in the world as far as I’m concerned.
“Dad says I have to bring it back by nine tonight and I can’t wreck it,” Devin says getting a laugh from everyone.
“Devin your truck will crush the shit out of whatever hybrid you hit with it,” I tell him laughing.
I ride solo on my bike leading the way; Mathilda and Hanna are in her car followed by Katy and Kori with Devin and the rest of the crew bringing up the rear as we head over to Johnny’s. The total trip takes a bout twenty minutes and the convoy rolling in has the punk/emo/slacker community that lives there at full attention. I get us rolled in and finally stop my bike and listen as all the vehicles get stopped behind me and motion for the engines off before killing my own. I hop off and wait for someone to address me and it only takes a few seconds before I see Vince from lunch time come running over to me.
“I told Johnny that you were coming but he’s pissed you took his shit,” Vince explains hoping to spare himself some sort of punishment.
“Get me Johnny or I will start going through people to find him,” I tell Vince who heads back off to find Johnny.
I wave to the rest of the crew to disembark and watch as everyone but Devin and Ben get out of the truck. It takes a moment and as soon as I see Johnny I can tell he’s pissed off and ready for a fight. A few guys are trailing him as he gets to me and I finally take off my helmet and pull up my hood so we can ‘talk’.
“Who the fuck do you think you are taking my shit,” Johnny says pissed off.
“Apparently when Kori and you agreed not to abuse my good nature and have your people hide behind mine that meant shit to you,” I say keeping calm,” Now I took your shit because you damn near put it in my hands whether you wanted to or not. The only reason I’m not kicking the shit out of you right now is because we have a history and I do like you, but that shit today has me more pissed than you so if you want to find out how bad this can get, bring it. Or we can try the talking again and this time you’re not going to make my girl look like a fool.”
I can hear Devin get out of the truck and move over to Kori and Katy while I see Ben start to flank me on the right as he’s watching the rest of Johnny’s boys. I let Johnny weigh the options before he backs down and gets a more talkative look on his face.
“Alright man, I did wrong by your woman and you’re right we’ve been friends before,” Johnny says calming down,” You didn’t flush my shit or turn it in right?”
I smile and open my storage area on my bike removing the two bags of ‘goods’ before handing them off to Johnny who looks a little relieved that I still have his property. I let him hand off his goods to his people before pulling him aside to talk privately.
“So the two people I took their shit from what happens to them,” I ask plainly.
“Well you lose your stuff you pay for it, cash or in some of the girls cases ass,” Johnny tells me a little smugly,” I gotta get mine back somehow.”
“And I just returned it, I want their debts waived,” I tell Johnny getting a surprised look,” You want some sort of an agreement where I help you then here’s the deal, your people get harassed while carrying they come to me and mine, I’ll make sure the runners are protected within reason but if I have to take it and hide it with my people the runner is in the clear.”
“Man that’s a lot better for me but still you holding shit means it ain’t selling and I need shit selling,” Johnny tells me trying to ply for more.
“Johnny this is the deal, either we keep your people safe when a real problem occurs or I just start shaking down every runner for cash and stash,” I reply getting a grumpy look,” You’ve got at least ten people running your goods at our school alone, even if I have two or three people covered you’re still not losing goods or runners.”
“Okay man, but are you sure you can’t help me out with sales,” Johnny asks getting a glare before backing off the topic.
I walk back with Johnny and let him start talking down his own people as I give my crew thumbs up and watch them relax. I explain what’s happening to Kori and Katy who both give me ‘what the hell’ looks and I decide to explain.
“Johnny has been there for me and us in the past, either we make some friends and help out a little or I make more enemies for us at school and if you didn’t notice not all of Johnny’s people run weed for him,” I explain getting a nod from both of them.
I make my way over to Mathilda who is feeling a little out of place not have been exposed to a punk community much with her old school. She perks up a little as she sees me approach.
“So what are you doing after all this awkwardness and conflict,” I ask Matty smiling.
“Dad’s home, he wants me back so he can spend some time with his daughter,” Mathilda says a little disappointed.
“Awesome, I get to meet your Dad and take you out tonight,” I tell her getting a shocked look.
“Dad won’t let me go out it’s his first night back, and I don’t think meeting my Dad would be a good idea,” Matty tells me a little concerned.
“Baby I need to meet him sooner or later and besides, it’s just you and me tonight,” I tell her letting the incentive of some more one on one time linger.
I head back and let everyone know to head home and get the others dropped off at their homes before I get back on my bike and head towards home. I get in the driveway and immediately head inside to get clean up and get changed. I get a pair of dress pants on with one of the ‘summer’ shirts that I got while I was down in Texas with Loretta and her family before grabbing my coat and waiting for Katy to get back with the family car.
“Where are you taking your date tonight,” I get asked by Liz as I wait.
“I honestly have no clue, gonna let her pick what she wants to do,” I reply shrugging.
I watch Liz give me a look like I’m making a bad move but I’d like to think that I know my girls a little better than my sister does. Katy finally gets home and she passes off the keys and a kiss on the cheek before I get behind the wheel and head off towards Mathilda’s house. It’s about six at night when I arrive and I can see her car is there along with a big rig sitting out in front of the house. I’ve seen Matty’s father before but only at a distance, I get out of the car and head up to the front door. A quick knock on the door and I’m looking at a large man in a beat up t-shirt and dirty jeans holding a beer in his hand, I’m more noticing the expression on his face as he looks down slightly at me confused.
“We’re not buying anything,” I hear him say as he starts to close the door on me.
“Sir I’m here to pick up Mathilda for our date tonight,” I tell him as he starts to close the door in my face.
“You’re dating my daughter,” I get asked with some skepticism,” Is this some sort of joke, did the kids at her new school send you to play a joke on her because if you are here to hurt my daughter I swear to god I’ll chain your ass to my rig and drive to New York dragging your carcass the whole way.”
“Daddy! He’s my boyfriend, I told you he would be coming by tonight so we could go out,” I hear Mathilda exclaim at her father,” Guy please come in, Daddy be nice.”
Mathilda’s father steps aside so I can get through the doorway and into the living room. I watch him move in and sit down in what I was told by Matty was ‘his’ recliner during one of the first times I visited, I take a seat on the couch and note he’s watching basketball.
“So how long have you known my daughter,” Matty’s Dad asks taking a swig of his beer.
“About a year now,” I answer calmly.
“So if you’ve known her for a year why am I just meeting you now,” He asks taking another drink.
“Probably because she’s been afraid that you would kill me when we first met,” I reply smiling.
“Considering I’m pretty sure I have a damn good reason to kill you for dating my daughter why shouldn’t I,” her Father asks putting his beer down and leaning towards me.
“Well aside from the fact that I have four girlfriends and she is one of them I’d say normally you’d have a reason with that alone,” I tell him getting a wide eyed look,” but in one year I have never lied to her, she’s met my other girlfriends who treat her like a sister and I never make her feel like she is anything less than
my Amazon goddess.”
“You have sex with my daughter,” He asks getting quiet.
“Yes sir, but mostly I make love to her,” I say making the distinction.
I get skeptical look before he resumes watching TV and drinking his beer. We talk a little about the game and after a few minutes Mathilda comes out wearing a yellow blouse and a black long skirt. I pause to take in my tough girlfriend in a skirt and watch her face get a little confused.
“You don’t like it,” Matty asks confused.
“Baby you look wonderful, I want to take a picture so I can show the other girls,” I tell her getting out my phone.
“Don’t do that, Kori is the one who helped me pick this,” Matty says a little disappointed,” I’m a little lost when it comes to clothes.”
I cover the distance between us and give her a quick kiss on the lips before we head out to the car. I get us out of the neighborhood and down the road towards the restaurants and mall in downtown Olympia. I start pointing out the ‘trendy’ independent restaurants to Mathilda who looks a little skeptical as we keep passing them up until we get near the mall and the chain restaurants. We drive around for a few minutes when I stop in the mall parking lot and let her think about where she wants to eat, I can see something is bothering her but I can’t figure out what it is.
“Matty I’m just wondering if you want to eat tonight at all,” I say starting in,” We’ve passed so many places I’m just wondering if you are feeling okay or something?”
“I’m fine I just don’t know, I’m not used to actually dating,” Matty says a little embarrassed,” And I feel weird wearing dress clothes to go eat.”
I don’t want her to feel out of sorts just because she’s getting some one on one time with me but I am getting a little hungry. I pick Red Robin in the parking lot and move the car closer before parking. We both exit the car and head inside, it’s a week night and before long we’re seated and there are TVs with different sporting events on and Matty finally starts to relax as we get our menus and browse the food. I get us an appetizer and we order before just settling down and talking a little.
“Why take me out tonight,” Matty finally asks,” I know Kori would love to go out and Katy could probably use a night out.”
“Kori gets a lot of attention and Katy’s idea of a date is let’s going somewhere and listen to music then have sex,” I explain,” And we’ve never been out on a date just us, I was just hoping that we could get you out of your comfort zone and have some fun.”
“Well I’m having fun so you win,” Mathilda says smiling.
We sit and I let her explain the sports shows to me and we enjoy each other’s company as we finally get our appetizers. We’re about half way through the plate when someone decides to join us.
“Well look who decided to attempt to look like a normal person in the real world,” Taylor, Heather’s little dork, says as he grabs a chair and sits down.
“We’re in the middle of our meal, be a good little stooge and leave,” I tell him not taking my eyes of Mathilda.
“I don’t need to go anywhere; we’re all civilized young adults here. Is it too late to get a menu and sit with you guys,” Taylor asks looking around for a waitress.
“Taylor, or douche bag, May I call you douche bag? Here’s the thing, I’m not sure if you realized this but of the two people at this table with muscle mass above average I’m not the one you have to worry about,” I start to explain,” It’s her, she’s out on a date and having a good time but here you are trying to ruin it. I’d suggest ‘a tactical retreat’ and maybe we can have this conversation tomorrow at school?”
“What and miss out on a wonderful time with some ‘quality’ people like you and your la…,” Is about as far as Taylor gets before I watch his face get contorted with pain.
It takes me a second to notice Matty’s hand enveloping Taylor’s, her knuckles are white with the force she’s applying but her face and body are calm as she uses her other hand to turn the pages of the menu. I sit back for a second and when she notices me she smiles lightly and pulls Taylor’s hand under the table.
“Honey I want chicken fingers as an appetizer tonight,” Mathilda says making Taylor grunt in pain,” Is there a dipping sauce you like best or should we just stick with ranch?”
“I don’t know about chicken fingers baby, their kind of boney and stringy I hear,” I say chuckling.
“What do you think, Taylor right,” Mathilda says turning her attention to him,” I want you to understand that I’m usually a really nice person and if it wasn’t for all the crap you’ve been pulling with my friends we’d be getting you a chair so we could be friendly. Now when I let go of your hand I want you to remember that I grabbed something with bones and not a few things without them.”
I watch Taylor pull his hand up from under the table and see him back away before turning and leaving the restaurant. I give Mathilda and an approving smile and we resume the deciding our dinner. Our dinner date goes well after Taylor’s visit and after paying the bill I have money left over and suggest a movie which gets me a disapproving look from Mathilda.
“I want to go somewhere private and enjoy my alone time with you,” Matty tells me smiling as she gets into the car.
I get out of the parking lot and after a little direction following Matty steers me to an old parking lot and once we’re far enough in the darkness we both get out of the front and into the back. I don’t push to start anything and neither does Mathilda as she leans me back and rest her head on my chest as we just lay down in silence. It’s quiet and peaceful with nobody around and when Mathilda starts to crawl up my body a little and starts to kiss me lightly on the lips. I kiss her back and gently wrap my arms around her back while sliding down till we’re both cramped but lying down in the backseat.
Our bodies are gently pressed against each other as we lie there kissing before I feel Mathilda pull herself up and sit down on the back seat start to get her panties off leaving her skirt on and then opening her blouse enough for me to see more skin in the low light. I watch as my Amazon goddess undoes my slacks and pulls my half hard member free before working it over slowly and with long deliberate strokes of her mouth. I don’t normally get any sort of oral action from Mathilda but tonight is special for us and I let her work me over. It’s warm and wet with the contrast of cool air in the car as she takes her time getting me fully hard. I feel Matty’s tongue working over my shaft and then without any warning she slowly starts to suck on one of my balls, it’s different for her and really different for me considering I usually have the girls do that but with her I’m enjoying the boldness as she gently takes one into her mouth and after some light sucking lets it fall out before switching to the other one.
I don’t push or rush Mathilda at all but I am aching to repay the favor she’s giving me and finally get her to stop before reversing our positions and with me on top. I kiss her again on the lips and work my way quickly down her body and pulling up her skirt marvel a little at her pussy before gently licking in between her folds. My Amazon starts moaning lightly as I lick up her slit slowly before stopping at her clit and gently sucking on it. I can feel Matty writhing and one of her hands rubs my head as I work her pussy and clit over with my mouth. I can taste her more as I work down to her entrance and as I get faster she speeds up pushing her hips towards my face. I slow down and move back up her body and while we’re not perfectly face to face we’re close enough for me to see some anticipation and a little joy in her eyes as my cock head reaches her entrance. I push inside slowly and as warm as Matty’s mouth was her vagina is a furnace as I push the whole length of me inside her and rest as adjust to the car’s cramped quarters. After a little shifting and some moaning at the shifting I finally start to rock my member in and out of Mathilda taking long and slow strokes.
Usually when she and I have sex it’s hard like the porn she watches but this is more about how she’s feeling and I letting her know how unbe-fucking-lievably special she is to me. I keep my pace slow and we don’t kiss much as we just lie there and enjoy the quiet intense moment we’re having. My Amazon is hot and clamping down lightly on me as I feel her wrap her legs around mine as we get into a rhythm of pushing our bodies together. I can feel my blood boiling to speed up but I push it down and keep my control as push as deep as I can making my strokes go from my cock head to the base. Matty’s is groaning and moaning with each stroke while I can feel the sweat building on my back and head. I watch as Mathilda’s face goes from please to shock before her first orgasm creeps up on her hard and I can tell it’s big by how hard she starts pulling me into her. I take my cue from her and speed up my pace which I think makes her own orgasm start to last out as she grunts while holding me against her. My blood is pumping and I don’t last long with all her attention and after a few loud grunts shoot my load into my Amazon’s warm folds. My own orgasm has me resting my weight on Mathilda and I can feel her patting my head and rubbing my back while her pussy milks the last of my cum out me.
“Baby I need to get up and step out so I don’t make a mess on the back seat,” Mathilda tells me getting me back to my senses.
We both get out of the car and I watch as Mathilda gets herself taken care of and all our clothing gets put back in the right spots before I back her up against the car a little and pressing my body against hers kiss her lightly again on the lips. We enjoy the moment before she decides it’s time to head back home. Our return trip is nice and I realize that we ate up a lot of time just holding each other in the back of the car as I pull in front of Mathilda’s house. I quick kiss and a wave to her dad who seems like he’s happy his daughter is smiling as she heads into the house has me in a better than average mood as I head home and get in the door just before ten at night. Dad greets me in the living room and I hand him the change from dinner but he waves me off as I head to my room and to bed to get some much needed rest.
Wednesday and Thursday don’t turn out too well for the school and some of the students outside of my group. On Wednesday I hear from Jun after school that a few of the nerds we bullied hard by some of the larger ‘moralists’ until Devin and Jun stepped in to break it up. Worse than that was Thursday when Tracy, Coach Campbell’s daughter and Liz’s friend was roughed up by a few females in the locker room, Mathilda and Hanna were there to even the odds but somehow shit got out of hand and a lighter took out some of the hair on Tracy’s head. After school on Thursday I’m getting looks from all sides and make it a point to tell everyone that I need to think and take the evening for myself. About half an hour into me working out my Dad and Katy pop their heads into the gym and seeing my expression Katy bows out leaving my Dad alone with me.
“People are getting scared at your school,” Dad says not wasting time,” they’re getting bullied around and I’m guessing your friends are looking to you?”
“Yeah, I’m just wondering when they are going to finally come at me,” I tell him sitting on a bench.
“I don’t know son. If I did I’d just point you at who they were and tell you to get them first,” Dad tells me getting a surprised look out of me.
“Dad you always told me to go on defense and let them make the mistake,” I say explaining my surprise.
“And in a fight that works, this isn’t a fight you’re looking at it’s a war,” Dad tells me,” Rules are kill or be killed. Or in your case take no prisoners and devastate the opposing force until they break and run or surrender.”
I shake my head at the thought, war. Really, a high school going to war with itself? I love my father but it’s sounding more like a goofy fantasy than a feasible idea. We talk some more and Dad tells me to be ready when they come at me but I feel more ready than I have in a while.
Friday comes and goes pretty easily compared a majority of the week but once I get into my home period I have Coach Campbell yelling at me to get into his office immediately. I don’t waste time heading over to his office, he’s sitting at his desk and I can see Tracy sitting across from him wearing a hat and black boy sitting next to her wearing a sweater vest and thick rimmed glasses, his hair is cut short. I leave them be and pay attention to Coach as they both leave the room closing the door after them.
“You bringing a fucking fight to my doorstep boy,” Coach asks once we’re alone.
“No sir I’m not bringing a fight here at all,” I reply a little put off that this could be blamed on me.
“Well my daughter says that she’s trusts you and my son doesn’t know you so I want you to tell me why someone would try to intimidate my family,” Coach Campbell asks with a little anger in his voice.
“Sir I know who’s doing it but honestly they won’t stop till they get what they want,” I try to explain,” Your daughter is a strong leader for the girls sports and they went after her because she didn’t do something they told her to do. They keep coming after people that don’t conform to what they say because they believe they are in the moral right.”
“So why did you send your girlfriends to bail out my daughter,” Coach asks calming down a little.
“Sir had I known that they would have gone after Tracy I would have had my whole crew there and the closest they would have gotten was the locker room door,” I inform Coach with a stern tone.
“Well as of right now I want some help keeping things calm around here and IF there are names of who was involved I want to know,” Coach tells me before dismissing me back to my friends.
I see that most of the crew is hanging around except for Kori and Ben; I ask where they are but get a bunch of shrugging and no real answers. I shoot Kori a text and go about just chatting with the rest of the gang while I wait for a reply. It’s almost the end of school when I get a reply from Kori saying her mom texted her and picked her up to head home for some mother/daughter time. I shrug it off and catch Ben getting on a bus as the rest of us are heading through the parking lot to head out. I get home and settle in to relax in my room.
It’s about an hour after getting home when Kori finally texts me again and tells me she’s at the mall and really wants to see me cause she’s got some items from Victoria’s Secret that she wants my opinion on. If you ever want to attempt to set a land speed record put a hot woman you are attracted to in lingerie and have her wait at the end of the track, I grab my coat and am out the door on my bike before anyone can ask me where I’m heading.
The trip to the mall only takes me about twenty minutes and after parking I shoot Kori a text asking her where she is, she replies with that they’re still in a store and she asks me to wait at the food court for her. I cover the distance to the food court easily enough and get a seat to wait for her. I check my phone and text Jun asking him if he heard from Ben, he replies he hasn’t and I ask him to get in contact with him before putting my phone away. I’m sitting there for at least ten minutes when I hear a voice that I really don’t want to hear today.
“Hey baby, so glad to see you here today,” Heather says with a smile as she sits down across from me.
“Heather?! What the fuck are you doing here,” I ask a little shocked and angry,” Never mind I don’t care, get the hell away from me you crazy bitch.”
“Well I’m here to see you sweetie,” Heather says going from smiling to a more sinister grin,” We have unfinished business and I’m not taking no for an answer.”
I take my phone out ignoring her and pull up Kori’s number and push it to call, I hear it pick up and look up to see Heather holding Kori’s phone. I don’t know how much fear is in my face but I know Heather can see it and she hangs up the phone before setting it down and smiling back to me with her new sinister grin.
“She’s really not the person you want to be speaking with right now,” Heather says sickeningly sweet.
“Heather what did you do,” I ask trying to remain calm.
“I told you that you had a choice to make and now we’re at that point, I tried to reason with you and show you that I’m the only girl you should have in your life but you didn’t want to see reason so now I have to make sure you see that little slut of yours for the dog she really is,” Heather says turning on a little rage in her voice.
“Heather whatever you think you are going to do to make me love you it’s not going to work,” I tell her trying to remain calm,” You killed that over a year ago.”
“Shut up Guy and listen to me cause for the first moment of our new relationship you are going to learn that I get what I want and you’ll give it to me,” Heather says keeping her anger under control,” Now as for your choices here they are; option one, you do what you’ve been doing and stop listening to me and my friends go through everyone in your little gang taking them all apart piece by piece starting with your precious little Kori today. Option two, you break it off with all of them here and now and we get you back to the way you used to be, calm and a good boyfriend.”
Everything in my stomach is churning and I feel a little sick, I know Heather is watching me but all I can do is slowly take Kori’s phone from the table and trace the edge of it with my finger. My brain kicks in and I can see Heather has waved over one of her friends, it’s the slacker from the bike ride with Hanna still decked out in his school clothes looking all unkempt and smug. He knows what’s going on, I turn my attention back to Heather. Her face has a cold confidence in it and I realize the grimmest thing about this situation, I take a deep breath and stand up from the table.
“Where is Kori, tell me now and this doesn’t get painful,” I say taking my coat off and stepping around the table to stand next to Heather.
“Awww baby, we both know that this isn’t going to end well for you, just break your soon to be former bitches hearts and we’ll both enjoy a soda,” Heather tells me smiling,” Besides, you won’t lay a finger on me and we both know it.”
That’s when the chucking comes, I don’t know where it’s coming from at first then I realize I’m the one who’s doing it. I feel really happy right now, all happy and excited. I can see Heather and her friend are confused and when he moves to help her up with her chair I slam my fist into his jaw sending him down to the ground. Slacker boy hits with a thud on his side and I can hear someone yelling but the only thing I hear is laughing, my laughing. I take a drop step and slam the toe of my boot into his gut doubling him over before dropping down over his torso and taking the back of his head in my hand I use the other to wipe as much of his nose on the floor of the mall as I can. I hear the laughing die out a little and can see my new ‘friend’ is still conscious as I get up.
“Tell me where she is and I’ll stop,” I tell him still chuckling.
I watch him shake his head, it makes me laugh a little harder and I’m not sure why. I reach down and place one of his hands flat on the mall floor before taking the heel of my boot and resting it on the back of the hand with the edge of the heel across his knuckles. I start to shift the weight in my foot under his pinky knuckle I can feel the tension and I close my eyes and tilt my head back before ending the tension by separating the knuckle with a light feeling of a pop and a scream from the slacker. I roll my foot a little and move up to the ring finger. I take a little more time grinding the corner of my heel on it and I hear him begging beneath me but I’m just waiting for the feeling and when it hits me I push down hard and feel a second pop and another loud scream.
“OH GOD PLEASD STOD,” comes flying out the slacker’s broken nose and mouth,” SHE’S AD DA STONE FIELD!”
“I’m sorry but who’s at the stone field,” I ask taking my boot off his hand and bending down to see his face.
“Your girlfriend Kori, She’s ad da stone field behind da circle key,” Slacker boy tells me again clutching his hand.
I can see the two fingers I separated on his hand as he clutches at them, it probably will be months before he can use his hand fully again and still that tickles me. I turn away from him and back to Heather who is petrified in place standing at the table. I calmly walk up to her and lean in so she can hear me.
“Am I everything you hoped for,” I whisper.
I pull back to see Heather’s face afraid and confused before I step around her making sure not to touch her before grabbing my coat and rushing out of the mall. I’m on my bike and down the road in a matter of seconds before I check my rear view and see no cops behind me, either she didn’t tell anyone what happened or nobody called the cops. The reality of what I’m riding into hits me more than the cold and light rain do as I race half way across town to the stone field. I slow down enough to keep from wrecking my bike as I cut through the gas station parking lot and up the trail to the field. I get to the edge of the rock clearing and see movement in the middle which gets my hopes up a little. I kill the bike and drop my helmet in a mad dash to what I’m hoping is my Kori. As I get up close I can see more of Kori’s skin exposed than I care for in this instance, her clothes have been torn open or off of her and her backpack with its contents have been scattered out by whoever did this to her. It’s the blood that catches my eye first, not a lot of it like she’s been stabbed but little pock marks across her back and some red strips to match them. I start to try to pick Kori up but as soon as I touch her an arm and a rock come swinging at me. The shot is easily deflected and I take Kori’s face in my hand and turn her to see me but she can’t, her eyes are swelling shut from getting punched in the face.
“Baby it’s me, it’s your Guy,” I tell her trying to calm her down,” Kori I’m here but we need to get you out of the cold and back somewhere safe.”
Kori drops the rock when she hears my voice and I wait for the tears that don’t fall, slowly Kori and I get her to her feet and I put my coat around her before slowly walking her back to my bike. As we walk I can see that save for her shoes and her panties the rest of her clothing including her jacket have been destroyed in the attack. I don’t have any of the pained humor or whatever I was feeling in my body anymore as I get Kori back on my bike and our helmets on before taking care to get us back to my house safely. The whole trip Kori has her arms wrapped tightly around me like the world will end if she lets go. I don’t bother to pull into the drive way at home I bring my bike right up to the front step which gets my father’s attention fast. Once the door is open and he can see the whole situation I watch my Dad go from slightly angry to calm and barking orders to Mom, Liz and Katy for everything from his first aid kits in the gym to contacting Kori’s mom. We get Kori into the house and my dad and the girls take her to my room before my Mom backs me out so that they can help. I don’t know what’s going on as I back into the living room but my head is swimming and I’m lost in the confusion of what’s going on with Kori. At some point her Mom and Carl come over and neither of them really notices me as my Dad starts to explain to them what happened and how my Mom is patching Kori up and that all her injuries are superficial.
At some point that I don’t remember I’m in the gym on my knees trying to piece together what happened. I don’t know what time it is but I can feel someone shaking me lightly by the shoulder, I turn my head to see Mary trying to speak to me. I don’t know what happened but all I could do when I wanted to speak was scream. Over and over again I sat there screaming so much that Mary got startled after the first one and backed off and nobody came back to talk to me. I screamed until I had no air left and I felt exhausted on the gym floor. Finally in the quiet I hear Mary again, this time with Mom coaxing me off the floor and onto a bench so they can see me. I’m hit with a barrage of questions about what happened. I keep from answering and just sit quietly until both women give up and finally my Father and Carl come in to take their places. Both men pull up a seat and wait for me to speak.
“Heather did this, she got a hold of Kori somehow and had her friends do… that,” I choke on the words feeling pain in my chest,” I got one of them to tell me where she was and when I found her I brought her here.”
“Well the women want to call the authorities but your Dad and I are holding them off,” Carl tells me solemnly,” He and I have been discussing what’s been going on with the school and the rash of bullying but this is too much.”
“I don’t want the police involved, Heather didn’t give me up when I destroyed one of her people in the mall and she let the other’s do it at all,” I explain quietly.
“Guy, he never said to call the cops,” Dad says getting me to look up.
“Where I’m from kid someone comes at your family like this you make sure they know they’re living on borrowed time,” Carl says putting his hand on my shoulder,” I want one thing from you in all of this, I want the kids who did this to be afraid of what happens when they even think about speaking my daughter’s name.”
I watch Carl get up and leave the gym before closing the door behind him. My Dad is sitting quietly before moving next to me on the bench.
“I’m sorry this happened to Kori,” Dad tells me putting his arm around me,” I can see where you’re going in your head boy. Keep that black inside for now, first thing is we let you ask your girl what she wants. After that I’ll help you plan the next piece.”
Dad helps me up and I walk out of the gym into the silence of the house, everyone is in the living room or dining room but all talking stops when they see me. I hold it together and make my way down the hall to my room where Katy and Liz are talking with Kori on my bed. Everyone stops when I get there and both girls leave me with Kori before closing the door behind them. My heart is heavy as I see that while they got the swelling down on Kori’s eyes and she has all her teeth it’s the wraps on her arms and the large bandages on her back and stomach that have me almost balling my eyes out. Kori sees my face and pulls me into her quieting me down.
“I didn’t cry baby, not once when they beat me with belts did I cry,” Kori says holding me,” Don’t you start now.”
“She told me that I if I broke up with you she wouldn’t hurt you,” I tell my battered Kori weakly,” But I knew she was going to hurt you anyway, I knew she couldn’t keep herself from it.”
“When they stopped I heard them tell me he’s coming,” Kori says softly turning my head to see her face,” Just the thought of you coming for them scared them so bad that they got back into their van and ran.”
I let her hold me and I finally calm down enough to sit facing Kori on the bed. I explain the whole confrontation to Kori leaving out no details, including my laughter and how happy I felt. Kori smiles a little and takes my hand.
“You ready to use that again,” Kori asks me getting my attention,” They hurt me but they didn’t break me. Fucking useless assholes should have tried to rape me if they really wanted to scare me.”
“I’d gut them and feed their fucking cocks to them before they died if they touched you like that,” I growl getting angry.
“Yes baby, you would. Now we are going to do this,” Kori says with a steely tone,” Not just you, all of us are going to be a family and we’re going to show them how dangerous we are. I don’t just want violence for this, I want everyone who will follow behind our family to be together and understand that we’re not going back until it’s over.”
“One thing, nobody touches Heather,” I say getting a questioning look from Kori,” I want to tear everyone down around her till she’s all alone again.”
Kori smiles a little and pulls me into the bed with her so we can hold each other. I replay all of the events for today and come to one factor that makes my blood boil, Ben. He wasn’t with us at all and when Kori gets grabbed he’s nowhere to be found. First place to start tomorrow is his front doorstep, reckoning is coming.
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It’s the ultimate male fantasy, every horny red blooded American male’s dream cum true. The situation every guy dreams and fantasizes and would give his immortal soul to experience at least once in his life. It is the worthy and admirable goal everyone strives for but for which most except the privileged few ever are fortunate to attain.
What am I talking about, well making it with two hot and sexy women of course. And not only that, but becoming their regular sex partner for life. However, that is only the beginning.
What makes it even more sweet and delicious is the fact that these two ladies are related. “Twins?” you may be asking yourselves, well not quite but just as good. It would happen to be a mother-daughter tag team, but from looking at them, you would swear they were almost sisters, and not mother and daughter.
What would you say if I was to tell you that not only are the two lovely hot sexy wanton sex vixens are not only related to each other but are also related to me. The mother is my very own aunt(my mom’s baby sister) and the daughter would be my cousin.
I can imagine that you are either thinking one of two things to yourselves. The first one would be “You sick bastard, you need psycho help. How hard up can you be to fuck your very own relatives and your mom’s sister for Christ’s sake?”
However, it is quite possible that you could be thinking to yourselves “Hell, you lucky ass mother fucker dog. How can I get action like that?”
If you are in the first camp, the one who thinks I would be a sicko, then I suggest you quit reading now and take your closed mind and read something flowery or wholesome, because this story ain’t for you.
However, if you are one of the few who are open minded enough to fathom or contemplate the joys of incestual sex, then read on because you are one of the enlightened few who posses the open mind to enjoy fine erotic literature like this. Hell, you may even gain some ideas from my story.
Even if you are in the middle and of the road and not sure which way to think, go ahead and read on. Who knows, you may just enjoy it and find yourself spanking your monkey and wanting more. It could be the rebirth into a whole new world of thinking about sex. You never know until you read.
Anywhoo, enough with the intro and lets get on with the story. It all began a few years ago, almost three to be exact. I was 24 at the time and had just finished college and was looking for something to do while going to grad school to earn my Masters in Computer Information Systems and Network Design. The best route I was told would to be to earn my MBA with an emphasis on the two areas.
Mom suggested that I go live with Aunt Candice and her daughter and while there, work for Aunt Candice at her multinational advertising and publishing firm. That would give me the work experience I needed plus it would help me find a job after graduation, seeing that I was her nephew and after all everyone knows that in today’s job market, its not what but WHO you know that gets you that first big break.
In addition for me being able to get that all important first job, mom had more of a selfish motive for me going to live with Aunt Candice… she wanted to know how Aunt Candice was doing and keep tabs on her and wanted me to be her eyes ears. In other words I was going to be a snoop.
I guess you couldn’t blame mom because Aunt Candice had always been the rebel of the family and in her parents eyes could do nothing right, a fact that she had reminded countless times.
But most of all, she wanted to get as far away as she could from her parent’s puritanical prudish and self righteous “holier than thou” snooty attitude, so at age 16, she ran away from home and moved to a large city in the mid west.
She lied about her age and became a stripper and hooker and not only that at age 17 she found herself with a new baby girl who she named Brandi. To make ends meet she became a nude model as well as a high price call girl. but soon got burned out.
Aunt Candice(who for the rest of the story will now be referred to as simply “Candi”) soon found herself in a world of hurt. She was just turning 18 years old and had an 18 month old baby but no way to have people care for her while she worked.
Soon she found herself out of modeling jobs as well as a “dates” because neither of the industries wanted children at their place so she had to go back to turning tricks for what ever she could get.
However, all would not be as bad as it would appear for in her darkest hour, fate took mercy on her and smiled down sending her a guardian angel, or at least at the time was. The 50 year old man was independently wealthy and owned his own publishing and advertising firm. He was a lonely widower and Candi was a lonely single mom the perfect match, or so they thought.
The man who’s name was Frank Worthington agreed marry Aunt Candi and adopt Brandi and raise her as his very own. However, there were a few stipulations to the agreement.
First of all, Candi was to become a “respectable wife.” This meant that Candi was to quit her present line of work as well as get her high school education and a college degree.
Also Candi was to stay married to him for as long as they both lived and Brandi was never to know that he wasn’t her father as long as he was alive. Candi agreed and they were soon married.
As a last request, Frank wanted Candi to have her tubes tied and Candi agreed because she knew she didn’t want any more children and Frank was too old to raise kids.
For the first five to seven years, the marriage was fine. The sexual intimacy was there, although Frank wasn’t the sex crazed fiend that Candi had hoped her would be. He would be intimate once or twice a week but then was the kind that would either roll over and go to sleep or get up and go about his day.
However, after the first couple of years the intimacy tapered off until it was no more except a kiss on the cheek, if that much. Also during this time Candi earned her high school equivalency and attained her degree in Marketing and Management with a minor in advertising.
She began working on her MBA and eventually finished it and soon became Chief Operating Officer of the company(number 2 in command just under Uncle Frank).
Even though she was able to accomplish that great feat in life, fate threw her a curve ball in the relationship department. Soon Frank began taking out of town trips and would be gone for nearly 9 months out of the year most of the time, the longest stretch being 7 months at once while overseas.
Candi was left running the business but seeing that she was in charge and that Brandi was the most important thing in her life she ran the business from home and hired as day to day operations manager.
This would allow her to spend quality time with Brandi and she would be home when Brandi got home from school and during the summer months they would have all their time together.
Since Frank was gone, Candi and Brandi became very, very close almost like bosom buddies instead of mother and daughter. This was important during Brandi’s formative years.
Also, I would spend summers with them and most every weekend seeing at the time Mom and our family were now living only an hour away.
Even though Candi was the prodigal and her parents and other siblings had pretty much written her off, Mom just couldn’t. She was blood and no matter what, families stuck together. So needless to say, we moved where we could be close to Candi, just in case she or Brandi would need us.
I would grow up with Brandi and we would become fast friends. I would be her “big brother” since I was nearly 4 years older than her and would take up for her as well as a good solid male role model, seeing that Uncle Frank was now gone so much.
My dad would also “adopt” her and Candi as his own and help out any way he could and became a second father to Brandi.
We were a close family at least for a while. However, that closeness would soon be put to the test. Mom’s parents soon became too ill to take care of themselves so we moved back east. I was 15 at the time(just a few months shy of my 16th birthday) and Brandi had just turned 12.
That would be the last time I would see either one of them for 8 years and what a world of changes those 8 years would bring. First of all, tragedy would strike Candi and Brandi 9 months afterwards. Uncle Frank would die in a plane crash.
Mom tried to get Candi to come back east there was too many bad memories there and she was the stubborn one and decided to stay put.
Anyway she now had made her life here and had a large company to run and Uncle Frank had left her well off so she was set for life financially with her huge house paid for and a life insurance annuity that paid her almost a half mill per year for the next 40 years.
That was on top of what she was already making in her publishing firm which was booming and expanding and bringing in an annual profit of almost 35 million per year, with her salary being 1.44 million. So needless to say, she was not hurting at least for money that is.
However, even though she was not hurting financially, deep inside, Candi was still empty. Even though she had been married, it had for the most part been a “marriage from hell” emotionally and intimately speaking.
Frank was not the kind to want sex and had been preoccupied with work. Candi was left to dildoes and one night stands and office romances to fill the emptiness inside. However this would not work and soon she would become depressed and eat and get into that vicious cycle until she reached over 250 pounds.
Although Candi was a beautiful woman in the face, not too many people wanted to have sex with a fat woman so she retreated inside herself and work spending time only with Brandi until Brandi turned 16.
What was it that turned Candi around it was a radical transformation that would wake her up and make her reborn? Here is how it unfolds.
One Friday night while Brandi was off at cheerleading camp Candi was feeling sorry for herself and getting drunk and stoned while watching the late night infomercials.
She had polished off a fifth of whiskey and was on her 3rd joint and sailing high when she happened to see a self-help guru on the tube. He was asking the people if they were happy and if not, how they could become happy by following his plan.
She found herself ordering his book and tapes and when she sobered up she thought better of it but something inside told her to listen and she did and from that day on she changed her life.
The first thing she did was to do was visit her doctor and he put her on an exercise regimen and fat blocker which would help her lose weight. He also prescribed a “diet guideline” for her to go by for her to use as reference.
The doctor also suggested she do exercises she enjoyed so she began belly dancing along with Brandi.
Candi also went back to stripping but this time it was different. Candi was now the owner of the club and danced because she wanted to and not out of the need for money.
She purchased a gentleman’s club near the state line(about 20 minutes away) that had been closed and completely renovated it to where it was now a show palace.
She set her own hours and came and went as she pleased hiring a manger to run the place day to day. She also became the DJ which was something she liked doing. “Eden’s Garden of Delights” as the club was known as soon became a huge success and people from neighboring cities and even neighboring states came visited and spent money hand over fist.
Candi also turned to Brandi for support during her “rebirth” and Brandi was more than happy to help. Brandi was so glad that her mom was coming out of her depression and “moving on with life.” Brandi would become her coach and support mechanism on Candi’s road to self-improvement.
As a result, she and Brandi developed an unspeakable bond that went beyond mother daughter, beyond friends and beyond sisters. They were practically soul mates and were inseparable confiding in each other from everything from clothing and fashion to what was going on in their lives, including their intimate sex lives.
Many a night during the first summer of Candi’s recovery, she and Brandi would stay up to the wee hours in the morning wearing nothing but night shirts and panties drinking, smoking cigarettes and giggling like school girls as Candi would share about her wild sex exploits and Brandi would listen intently.
Brandi would also tell her about the boys she was interested in and confessed that she was no longer a virgin. Candi was not surprised but cautioned Brandi to be careful and not make the same mistakes she did. Candi also suggested that Brandi go on the pill and Brandi confessed she already was.
The intimacy they shared over the next two years was beyond words and bordered dangerously close to incestual love and would soon cross that line but not for a long time.
During this time also, Brandi was becoming interested in her mom’s work and at age 16, Candi let Brandi begin working in the club she owned. She had connections that obtained Brandi a fake ID.
At first Brandi was a cocktail waitress and sometimes DJ’ed, especially when her mom got up to dance. Brandi was naturally a ham and loved to talk so this gave her a chance to express herself and she became quite good at it.
When Brandi was 17, she decided wanted to try her hand at dancing but only in an act with her mom. Her mom cautioned her to think it over and Brandi did and so Candi let her begin dancing.
By now, Candi had lost 125 pounds and was back to her original body, the body she had at age 16. As a result. Candi and Brandi worked up several acts and performed them on stage to the delight of the crowds.
Some of the acts were “fairly tame” while some others were more sexy and seductive. Of course they had one or two that on rare occasions “brought down the house” and were down right raunchy as you could get without them actually performing sexual acts but was close.
They would dance around each other while naked simulating sex acts on each other from eating each other’s pussies to dry humping on stage to hot 69 sessions.
For a few months the simulated acts were just that, simulated. However one night, shortly after Brandi turned 18, they ceased being make believe and became real ending up in the crowd going wild and cheering and throwing money on them like it was going out of style.
Neither Candi or Brandi knew how or when they crossed that line but once they did, there was no turning back and they were lovers for life making that act their premier and for 150 dollars they would perform it privately for whoever wanted to watch whether man or woman.
However that is another story for another time and this side point sets the background and stage for the events that would happen in the main part of the story.
Anyway, that January mom had arranged for me to leave near the beginning of the summer (the last of May). During the months leading up to my I began talking on the phone with Candi and Brandi and also started chatting with them online every night.
Also, I sent them a picture and was able to let them see me when we chat, seeing that I had a web cam but Brandi didn’t, well at least that is what she told me.
She wanted to be sneaky and see what I looked like without me seeing her. Come to find out that their motive was to surprise me when I arrived at the train station.
Well the big day would arrive when I would make the 700 mile trip to the Midwest. The train would leave on a Thursday and take me to a medium sized town North of Chicago where Brandi and Candi lived.
Mom suggested I take the late train so I would arrive the following morning so with luggage packed and teary goodbyes; I boarded the 6:25 train for the 14 hour train ride.
It was shortly after 7:30 Friday morning when got my stuff together just as the train was coming to the stop. I packed and got ready to disembark ready to meet Candi and Brandi.
As I got off the train, I saw a number of people waiting around but did not recognize anyone that I knew. I did however see them but did not realize who they were.
As I gathered my luggage, I saw these two sexy sumptuous vixens that could pass for sisters. The older one looked to weigh around 125 pounds and stood about 5’7” tall with short blonde hair that you could tell that definitely had been dyed blonde. She measured about 36C-24-36 and had on an outfit that showed off every curve of her sumptuous body.
The outfit consisted of a white ribbed material halter top and tight, tight cut off faded denim shorts that hugged the woman’s ass and showed off her long well-toned legs.
The pants were so tight that you could see the outline of her crotch and the halter top was cut in a low v-neck and displayed an ample amount of cleavage and once you were close enough the material allowed you to see through and it was evident that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
The other vixen that was with her was slightly taller(maybe 5’9) and had sandy blond hair. She measured similar with nice big tits(36C-24-34). She was wearing a fairly seductive outfit but it was a bit dressier than the other lady’s was.
Just think of a school girl outfit and you would have a good picture. The top was a white short sleeved ribbed pull over sweater however, the sweater was a midriff instead of waist length.
The skirt was made of a dark indigo blue rugged denim material that was quite short, about halfway between her knees and hips, barely covering the girl’s ass.
The skirt also was slit on both sides all the way up to the hips. Lastly, instead of wearing shoes, she had on dark brown boots that came up to her thighs.
As I walked by, I noticed they were checking me out. I could see that they both had their sunglasses halfway down and were definitely liking what they saw. They had a now had a sign up that said “Jason Miller” and I knew it was them.
As I approached them, I hardly recognized Aunt Candi. She had changed a lot since the last time I saw her. She had lost that weight and had cut her hair short and died it blonde.
Also Brandi had grown up quite well. She was no longer that knobby kneed scrawny little girl I knew. She was now a very sumptuous 20 year old woman.
“Aunt Candice,” I said hesitantly. “Yes sweetie, its me,” Candi said with a smile running up to hug me. She pressed her warm body next to mine and I felt her firm tits press into my chest as she squeezed me tight.
Also, if I wasn’t mistaken, I felt her crotch rub up against mine, more than just once but quite regularly as she was attempting to feel my cock that was already growing.
“I am so glad to see you darling,” Candi said as she held me tight. “Let me look at you,” she added as she stood back with her hands on my forearms.
Candi hugged me again just as tight and this time there was no mistaking it, she was definitely grinding her crotch against mine. Candi also did something that took me by surprise, she kissed me.
“How strange is that,” you may be asking yourselves. “Every Aunt has kissed her nephew 1000’s of times. That’s nothing unusual.”
Well that is true but however this was no ordinary “Aunt type of peck on the cheek” like you would normally expect, instead, it was a full kiss on the lips, and not only that but a long deep sensual probing kiss that lasted for a good 20-30 seconds.
After she broke the kiss, she took me by the hand and led me over to Brandi who was standing there with her sunglasses off and definitely giving me the eye and checking me out.
“Bet you don’t know who this is sweetie,” Candi said with a sly grin. “Brandi,” I said hesitantly. “Yep cuz, its me,” Brandi replied.
Continue…………………..

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A Quiet Friday — His Story (Part 2) {revised}

This is the beginning of an unforgettable day with my wife’s sister, Susan.
Last night, I had casually-dismissed Barbara’s concerns about Susan’s plans to seduce me. I was happily married and had no intention of letting things get out of hand.

My Sister Kimmy

My sister Kimmy had it coming. She was a complete bitch to me and my parents for so long now everyone new she needed to learn a lesson. When she misbehaved, my parents would try and punish her, but she never seemed to care and she would just continue to screw up. My parents weren’t that strict, they wanted to raise a proper Christian girl, which is admittedly hard to do in today’s day and age especially since we live in California where so many girls are just straight up sluts. My dad freaked when he saw Kimmy wearing the short skirt she bought from the mall last Friday, he would not have his 13 year old daughter parading herself around town like that. When he grounded her, she had snuck out the next night and of course my parents didn’t catch her until she came stumbling in at 2 in the morning smelling like pot and booze. I was watching from the top of the stairs expecting my parents to lose it like never before, but instead they were too quiet for me to even hear what they said, and it was over in mere seconds. My parents made their way for the stairs and I darted for bed as my sister stood with a glazed look on her face in the living room.
Let me pause for a second to describe my family. There’s just my Mom, Dad, Kimmy and me. I’m in grade 11, 16 years old, and 6 foot 1 I hit puberty early and am almost done growing already but I’m hoping I grow a little more facial and body hair over the next few years, I’m still pretty smooth. My cock is about 9 inches when solid and I’ve only slept with one girl, she’s an ex now we only fucked a couple times back when I was 14.
My sister, Kimmy, is 13 like I already said, she’s in grade 8 and she’s tall for her age too, I’d say around 5 foot 7 (she stands up to my shoulders so it’s just a guess). I’m pretty sure she’s already started her period but she does a good job hiding that stuff from me but based on how much she’s grown and those gravity defying 36B cup boobs that are forming I’m guessing she’s been a real woman for a while now. I hacked into her computer a while back to see just how bad she’d been and turns out she’s still a virgin thankfully but she’s probably given at least 10 different guys blowjobs some on the first date. She’s still at that tall, awkward stage, so it’s not hard to see why guys love it when she wears heels she can barely walk in and a skirt that belongs more on a 30 year old hooker with aids than a 13 year old Christian virgin. My parents have tried for the past 2 years at least to get her to dress more appropriately but it seems the harder they try the more slutty her outfits get.
My mom, Brenda, is 35, and she doesn’t look a day older than 25. She hasn’t had to work a day since she met dad and she spends all of her free time doing yoga, and working out to stay in shape. She’s probably the one we get our height from too, at about 5 foot 11 I only outgrew her last year. I know I shouldn’t say this, but she also has the most amazing tits I’ve ever seen, I got one of her bras to check and it said 38G so believe me their huge.
My dad, Rick, is 37 and looks pretty good for his age. He doesn’t work out much but he bikes to work when he can and naturally has good genes. He’s about 5 foot 9 so he’s not where we get our height but He’s got a pretty good build to him and his cock is about the same size as mine.
Back to the story…I got to my room in time to crawl under my sheets just before my parents entered my room. I had not expected them to follow me but I was glad I had gotten into bed so they wouldn’t know I had been spying on them. It wouldn’t have mattered anyways though because my parents began to tell me everything my sister had done and explained to me that she needed to learn a lesson – if she was going to dress and act like a slut then that’s what she would be treated like. They continued to lay out a very intricate plan they had in place. Nothing was to happen until the Monday two weeks from now, which coincidentally enough would be the same week as Kimmy’s birthday (it was on the Friday). My parents wanted to make sure Kimmy thought there would be no punishment for her actions, in fact they were going out of their way to support her in whatever she wanted to do. They would spend the next two weeks buying her the clothes she always wanted, and letting her go to all the parties they wouldn’t before but it would be up to me to convince all her friends to help us so that when the time came Kimmy would learn her lesson properly. I couldn’t believe how fiendish my parents were being but it was hard not to agree with them, Kimmy needed to be set straight and I would do whatever it took to help my little sister.
So, for the next two weeks, Kimmy enjoyed the good life. At first, she couldn’t figure out why her parents and her brother were all being so nice to her, normally they seemed to go out of their way to tell her how slutty she looked or that she was wearing too much makeup. But now, her parents were actually buying her the bright red lipstick she was never allowed to wear before and her brother kept telling her how good she looked when she wore skirts and heels. Eventually, she stopped questioning and was now really enjoying all the attention her family was giving her, she was even going to get to go to her best friends party on Monday and her Mom and bought her a special plaid skirt for the night. Danica, Kimmy’s best friend, had told her that Tommy, the cute boy 14 year old in grade 9 at her school, was going to the party so she had to look her best. Kimmy begged her mom all of Friday to buy her a new pair of heels but her mother kept saying she didn’t have the money. All a part of the plan, I offered to buy my sister a pair of heels, but she had to let me pick them out for her, and she had to agree to wear them to the party before she would know what they were. With no other options, and not wanting to wear a pair of shoes Tommy might have already seen, she agreed, hoping I would choose a pair of shoes similar to the ones I always said I liked.
Kimmy and I took the bus downtown to a store she had never been to before. It was in a rougher part of town and looked more like a costume store to her than a shoe store. Once we got inside Kimmy realized why I had chosen this store, it was a costume store, but the costumes were all of the slutty Halloween style. There were all the standards, schoolgirl, devil, angel and ever some stranger ones like a sexy clown in the corner and a slutty zombie but none of these were why we were here. There was one costume in particular that I had seen a couple months back and the only part of it that interested me were the shoes, it was an extra slutty candy stripper costume that came with a special set of heels. They were completely clear, probably made of some cheap plastic, and had to be at least 4 inches off the ground plus an extra 2 inches or so on the heel, I figured Kimmy would be at least a couple inches taller than me in them and she would definitely have a hard time walking. Plus, I already knew she was planning on wearing the plaid skirt mom and bought her so it would be a beautiful combination. The shoes were $150 but I told Kimmy that since she was my sister and I loved her I would buy them for her but she had to promise me one more favor, since she was going to be dressing so slutty for the party I told her she might as well not wear any underwear or a bra. She reluctantly agreed and we left.
Monday night finally arrived and as excited as Kimmy was for her party I knew my parents and I were way more excited. She came running down the stairs in, a tight white top, and pink stockings with a lacey top that cut off at the top of her thigh just below the hem of her extra short plaid skirt. Her beautiful blonde hair had been tied into braided pigtails by her mother and her lips were a bright red. She smiled at the looks her parents and her brother gave her as she made her way for the door. As she stepped her right foot into her first shoe she nearly tipped over, I had asked her not to try on the shoes beforehand so she would be as awkward as possible. My father quickly came to her side, and in the most gentlemanly way possibly helped his daughter step into the most slutty pair of shoes he had ever seen. Once Kimmy had both feet in her new shoes she bent over to do up the straps on her right shoe giving me a clear view up her skirt. She was wearing underwear! Without saying a word I snuck up behind her and as she leaned down to do up the straps on her other shoe I yanked them down to her ankles. She gave an astonished gasp and looked to our parents for what they would do. Instead, I assured them that Kimmy had given me her word than in return for the shoes she would not wear any underwear and our parents agreed telling her to lift her feet and allow me to remove them completely.
Now completely ready for her party Kimmy stood by the door and waited for what seemed like an eternity with every little breeze making itself known on her private parts. She would have to be careful not to bend over too much at this party she didn’t want people getting a free show. Eventually there was the sound of a car horn honking outside and Kimmy said her goodbyes, not knowing she would be seeing her family sooner rather than later. She ran outside to meet Danica and her dad in their SUV and they quickly sped off to the party.
Once at the party, Kimmy realized there weren’t many girls there. Actually, the only girl other than herself was Danica all the others were boys and most of them were ones Kimmy didn’t even know. The only boys Kimmy knew were Jason and Peter from her class and of course Tommy the boy she had a crush on. But the rest of the boys looked older, even older than Tommy, maybe in grade 11 like me she wasn’t sure. They were, of course, friends of mine who were more than willing to help me set my sister straight but she had never really noticed who my friends were being so wrapped up in her own world. The music at the party was pretty loud and Kimmy also noticed it was almost all rap with a lot of swearing and talk about hoes and bitches stuff she never really liked to listen to. A few minutes after she’d gotten settled, Danica came by and offered Kimmy a glass of punch, she accepted not realizing that her friend had for some reason chosen to drink water and not the punch. She didn’t notice any funny taste but after her second cup, Tommy asked her to dance and Kimmy definitely began to feel the effects then.
The punch had been laced with a potent mixture of MDMA and a new version of Viagra for women than focuses on the production of female juices plus there’s a bit of wine cooler in there to make it taste good for a young girl. Dancing with Tommy felt like nothing she’d ever experienced before in her life. She had been excited before while sucking guys dicks and of course she’d masturbated a bunch but she’d never been wet like this. It almost felt like she’d peed herself, she kept telling herself that’s why she was sticking her hand up the front of her skirt, she had to check and make sure she actually wasn’t peeing. Tommy, almost seemed not to notice the slutty behavior of the young girl dancing in front of him and as Kimmy began to lose more and more control on the dance floor it got to the point where she was openly fingering herself in the middle of Danica’s basement before Tommy finally intervened.
Grabbing Kimmy’s wrist, her eyes opened as she realized what she was doing. She began to try and explain but Tommy started to move her wrist back and forth causing her fingers to do the same inside her and she again closed her eyes. Tommy asked if she had anything to say as he continued to force her to finger herself but all she could do was moan as her juices continues to poor down her legs. She hadn’t noticed but the music had quieted and the rest of the party guests had begun to circle around and enjoy the show. Tommy again stopped the motion and again Kimmy’s eyes opened still only focused on Tommy not realizing she had become the center of attention. Tommy then guided Kimmy’s wrist and fingers up to her mouth and instinctively Kimmy took her fingers into her mouth and began to taste her own juices. This was something she had never done before but for some reason it suddenly seemed like such a natural and beautiful thing to do, and the taste was amazing, she wanted desperately to shove her fingers back in only to scoop more of her juices into her mouth but Tommy’s grip was firm and she knew he wanted to her to continue sucking her fingers and she realized at that moment her only concern was pleasing him.
With her eyes barely open still sucking her juices from her fingers Tommy took Kimmy by the hair and forced her to turn her head to the audience that had now formed behind and around her. At first her eyes widened in fear, but it didn’t take long for her to come to terms with her situation. She found great pleasure in knowing that all of these men had their eyes on her but only Tommy would touch her, or so she thought. Once she had calmed down again, he turned her face back to his and locked eyes with her in a way no man had ever done before. She was mesmerized by his stare, knowing she would do whatever he commanded next, waiting to be told what to do she could feel a new torrent of juices again running down her legs. It’s time for you to learn, he told her as he gave her a tight embrace holding her head on his shoulders as though trying to protect her, what happens to sluts like you.
As Kimmy returned Tommy’s embraced they held each other tight while he began to shuffle away slowly she continued to hold on tight slowly bending at the hips as he backed up. He gently cooed into her ear and playfully tugged on her pigtails with both of his hands behind her back trying to get her as relaxed as possible. The MDMA was hitting her hard and the hold he had on her felt as good as anything she’s ever experienced in her life, she felt so safe, warm, and happy all at the same time she knew he could never hurt her. With her surroundings completely dulled out by the pleasure she was feeling she had no idea her family had arrived and was standing directly behind her.
I watched as Tommy held my little sister bent over in her drugged up state and I knew exactly what I had to do. My parents were happy to see me drop my pants, this was the moment they had planned for it was time for Kimmy to learn her lesson. There would be no need for lube since my sister was already gushing thanks to the drugs and I didn’t need a condom either since what I was planning couldn’t produce any children and I knew we were both clean. Standing completely naked behind my unknowing sister my cock was at full mast I probably even had an extra inch or so just cause of how excited I was. I tried to be as sneaky as possibly but I still wanted to moisten the tip of my cock up a bit before I tried to enter her so I slowly ran the tip of my cock up her thigh aiming for the most obvious stream of wetness. I think on some level she noticed it because she shivered and let out a deep breath but she didn’t move or open her eyes, nothing would break her from her embrace.
With the tip of my cock glistening with her juices I lined myself with her asshole. I took a second to look at Tommy and with a motion I signaled him to help spread my sisters legs. He ran his hands down her back making sure never to lighten up his hug and once he had both hands on her skirt he pulled it up over her waist. Kimmy again did nothing barely noticing at this point that her skirt was even up and when Tommy had both hands on the cheeks of her ass naturally she spread her legs to allow his fingers easier access. She still had no idea that it wasn’t Tommy’s fingers that were going to be probing her but once she had her legs spread I was ready to make her learn.
I didn’t want to waste my time trying to enter her slowly, the point of this was a surprise attack and besides I wanted this to hurt her as much as possible. I knew with how wet my cock was with her juices I would slide in easily but I still wanted to put as much force into my thrust as possible to make sure I got it all in at once so I made sure to line my cock up with her hole as best I could and even took a couple practice thrusts like a golfer or a lumberjack. It was a lot easier than I had expected actually, and the force with which my hips hit the back of her actually hurt me a little so I can only imagine what it did to her. I tried not to bounce back too much and grabbed hold of her legs with my cock fully inside of my sisters tight ass. I was amazed at first because there was no sound escaping from her mouth but once I had gotten comfortable and I saw her face I realized why. She was frozen with her mouth open and I could see tears forming and beginning to run down her cheeks. I didn’t want to pull out at all because where I was felt soo amazing but slowly I began to rock my hips trying to make sure I didn’t get completely stuck by the firm grip my sisters ass had on my cock.
All the while, Tommy and Kimmy and not broken their embrace and as I began to lengthen the strides of my cock in and out of her ass I noticed Tommy again leaning down and whispering into her ear telling her this was the slut she wanted to be. Slowly I managed to pull more and more of my cock in and out of her ass and eventually I was able to slide the entire length of my cock to the back of her ass. I played with the head of my cock at the entrance to her asshole, opening and closing the door to her pain as I could see a steady stream of tear still pouring down her face to match the flow of juices on her leg. As I pull the head out of her ass one more time I sit and wait with the tip of my cock pressed against her asshole as my parents come up on either side of her and take her hands. Again she is told that this is what girls get when they choose to dress a certain way, and if this is what she wants it’s what she’s going to get. Kimmy begins to open her mouth in explanation but Brenda places a finger over her lips silencing her as I push my cock into her ass again as deep as it will go.
Tommy now begins to let go of Kimmy as she tries desperately to hold on to her last refuge of safe feelings he backs away and Kimmy notices her father now stepping in front of her undoing his pants. Brenda again quiets Kimmy telling her she must do as she’s told because that’s what sluts like her do and as her mother guides her father’s cock into her mouth Kimmy is again overcome with the power of the MDMA and female viagra, she knows she shouldn’t be turned on by this but even with her eyes closed all she can see his her father cock pumping in and out of her mouth as her brother does the same to her asshole. The fact that Kimmy has sucked so many guys already is definitely coming in handy now, she was always good at deep throating but with the drugs she was on it was like she had no gag reflex at all. Her father’s slid easily down the back of her throat and for some reason she loved the feeling of having her hair cut off by her daddy. She wanted to scream in pleasure from the feelings she was getting in her asshole too, it was unlike anything she had experienced during masturbation. The pleasure seemed to be filling her up from the inside and taking over her whole body. She felt the juices pouring from her pussy and when her father and brother seemed to unload at the same time she nearly passed out from the orgasm. It felt as those two powerful streams of pleasure were crushing her body from above and below and she was convulsing on either cock until they had been removed. Once their grip had loosened, Kimmy’s knees buckled almost instantly and she fell to the floor with cum leaking from her ass and her mouth. She was told to get back up because the other ten guys at the party were next but she wasn’t sure she could make it to her feet….

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Hostile Takeover

Sorry this is a bit on the longer side of my stories. It’s mostly male on female sex with some hardcore futa on male at the end. I hope you enjoy. Please comment what you think below in the comment section. Also check out some of my other stories. The Landlord’s Pet and/or Life on the Ranch seems to be popular amongst the public.

The Time Machine(Part 2 Mary Boleyn

Time Machine Part 2
I bowed like the rest of the people in the room, and then I stepped back out to catch my bearings. I heard some noise coming from a closed door next to me. I open the door and it was a cloak room, in the back was a man and woman, coupled in a sexual act. I would find out later that these people just love to fuck one another.
I closed the door and stepped back into the room. I was looking for Thomas Cromwell, he’s an aid to Cardinal Wolsey. I spotted Cromwell dance with a beautiful young lady. I waited for the dance to end and I made my way to him. I handed him a letter that I forged, from a high-ranking aid of Maximilian I, the letter explained that I was a linguistic expert speaking fluent German, French, Spanish, Italian, and Latin, and that I would make a good diplomat for King Henry the VIII.
“Come with me please,” Cromwell said to me.
We walked down the hallway in silence till we got to the office of Cardinal Wolsey. Cromwell knocked on the door, and then entered. The Cardinal was in his office doing some paper work. He looked a little annoyed at us for the disturbance.
“Yes Cromwell just what is it?” Cardinal Wolsey asked as he went back to his report.
“This gentleman just handed me this letter your Grace, it is from an aid of King Maximilian I,” Cromwell informed him as he handed to letter over to Cardinal wolsey.
Cardinal Wolsey read and reread the letter over twice, before looking at me.
“You know that this letter will have to be checked out, if this is correct, then you will be a very nice addition to our diplomatic office. Mean while Mr. Cromwell will find you some non official business to do while we wait for a reply. Cromwell please draft a reply back asking for confirmation, and when it arrives bring it to me immediately.” The Cardinal stated, “That is all gentlemen, good night.”
We both left the Cardinal to his reports, and went into Cromwell’s office. We discussed the letter, and he began to draft a reply. When he finished the letter, he sealed it with a wax seal from his ring, and called for a courier to delivery the letter.
“Do you have a place to stay?” Cromwell asked me.
“Not yet,” I replied back to him. For the time being I figured to stay in the abandon room where I have the Time Craft hidden, till I found a place to stay.
He wrote something on a sheet of paper. “This will get you a room at the Inn for a few nights, till you find a more permanent place to stay.” He said as he handed me the note.
“Come see me in the morning, and we will find you something to do.” He said to me with a wave of his hand to dismiss me.
“Thank you Mr. Cromwell, I will be here first thing in the morning,” I responded to him as I turned to leave.
I headed back to the abandon room where I had stored the Time Craft, and climbed aboard. I headed out after the courier, and followed him to Maximilian’s court. I watched the aid read the letter and draft a reply, which was handed to the courier to be returned to Cardinal Wolsey. I followed the courier back to England. I returned back in time to the abandon room and exited the Time Craft, just one second after I climbed aboard. I now knew exactly when the courier would arrive back in England, and it would be a simple matter to waylay him and replace the letter with one that I had drafted. The whole trip would take the courier two weeks.
Cromwell kept me busy in the two weeks that we waited for the courier to return, I told him about the abandon room in the castle that I would like to use, and he had it cleaned up and furniture installed, with attendants to wait on me. There was plenty of room for the furniture and the Time Craft, when I brought it back into existence. Also, I had a full wardrobe of clothes made for me.
I knew the exact route the courier would take in the palace to get the letter back to Cromwell. I hide in a side room, and as the courier passed by me I waylaid him and replaced the letter. I revived him and sent him on his way no worse for wear, without an idea as what just happen to him.
Cromwell took the letter from the courier and went into the Cardinal’s room to hand him the letter. Cardinal Wolsey read the letter and smile, and he handed the letter back to Cromwell so he could read the letter. They both smile and discussed best just how to use me.
They called me into Cardinal Wolsey’s office to talk with me on my new duties. As we were in discussion of just what I would be doing, the door bangs open and in walks the King. We all raise and bow to the King.
“Who is this man?” The King demanded.
“He is our new diplomat your Grace,” Cardinal Wolsey replies to the King as he hands him both letters.
The King spends a few minutes reading both letters, and digestion just what they say. Every so often he would stop reading and look at me, before going back to the letters. He then quizzes’ me on the affairs of Germany, and of Maximilian and his court. Thankfully I had done my homework and was ready for this type of questioning. When the King finished his questioning of me, he asked both Cromwell and myself to leave the office, he wanted to talk with the Cardinal alone.
When the King exited the Cardinal’s office, he waved at me and said, “diplomat come with me, for it is lunch time and I wish to talk with you further over lunch.”
I followed the King through several hallways and through the throne room/ ballroom, through another hallway into the main dining room. The servants had his lunch all laid out for him. As he sat down to eat, he waved me over to an extra chair and said, “Sit and join me for lunch.” All through lunch the King grilled me on where I was schooled and where I learned all the languages, what was new in Germany and with Maximilian. I had to be on my toes, so as not to be tripped up by his line of questioning.
With lunch finally done, the King stretches, and says to me, “You know I find myself trusting you diplomat. You have answered all the question that I asked both truthfully and accurately. But know this diplomat that those who wrong the crown, generally lose their head.”
“You must have a name, I cannot keep going around here and calling you diplomat, so what is your given name?” The King inquired of me.
“Your Grace my name is Tomas Summers,” I told the King.
Just then the Queen swept into the room, followed by her ladies-in-waiting.
“Oh I am sorry your Grace I did not know that you had company with you for lunch,” The Queen said in an apologizing manner.
“Ah my dear, I would like you to meet one of my newest advisor’s and diplomat,” The King said as he introduced us.
I got up and bowed on one knee and accepted the Queen’s hand and kissed the backside of her hand, in the proper manner.
“Your Grace the pleasure is all mine in meeting you,” I said as I continued to kneel at her feet.
“Rise Mr. Summers, and thank you for the greeting.” The Queen said to me.
She turned to the King and said, “Your Grace when you have time, I need to speak to you on matters that concerns us privately.”
The King looked at me and her ladies-in-waiting and shooed us out and said, “wait in the throne room for us.”
The Queen’s attendants were all very pretty young ladies, with one old hag, who was the head attendant. They all giggled among them selves except for the old hag who kept to herself. We left the King and Queen in the dining room and went to the throne room as requested. I talked with all the attendants but the old hag. They pretty much all flirted with me.
One in particular was very flirtatious, and asked just where my room was, and if I want some company. Her name was Mary Boleyn. She would later have an affair with King Henry, producing a couple of children.
It was late that night, and I felt a soft warm body cuddle up next to me. I rolled over and looked into Mary’s face gazing down at me. She bent down and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.
“Should I stay or leave?” She asked me with a smile on her face.
I reached up and gave her a fierce kiss back, “does that give you your answer,” I replied.
As she snuggled down next to me, I thought that I will show her what love making is like from a 20 century man.
I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her with all the passion that I had. She returned the kiss with her tongue darting into my mouth. Our kiss lingered with our tongues locked together, as we gently probed each others mouth.
She reached down and started to stroke my cock, and it was not long and it was fully engorged, and standing out straight and hard.
“Oh my you are so large, I am not sure if I can take all of you inside of me,” She exclaimed wide eyed.
“I will make sure that you are completely ready for me when I enter you,” I said as I gave her another kiss.
My hand was rubbing and massaging her breast, and nipple. Her nipples were standing to attention, and begging to be sucked.
I got down to those perfect little 34B mounds, and I attacked her stiff nipples. I sucked on them, softly nibbled on her nipples. I tried to suck her whole breast into my mouth, but I could not quite get it all to fit inside my mouth. So I worked on her nipples and the bumps on her areola’s.
My hand move done to her slippery slit, and her lips were wet with her overflowing juices. The minute I touched her lips, she shuddered. I massaged the outer lips, as she spread her legs wider. I could feel more moisture leak from her pussy, as I continued to work on her outer lips. My finger brushed her star hole a couple of times, making her flinch each time.
I spread her lips, and inserted two fingers, and started to give her a good finger fucking. She was soaking wet inside her pussy, and you could hear her liquids squish as I rotated my fingers around her insides. I reached up to her sensitive G-spot, and put some pressure on it. She raised her hips right off the bed as she cumed in excitement.
I moved my head down to her cunt, and she had her legs wide open for me as I began to kiss her juicy slit, my tongue started to lick up her love nectar that coated her outer lips. I spread her lips apart, making her clitoris pop out of it’s hiding spot. I licked her clit a few times, as the blood flow into it, enlarged it like a small penis. Then I sucked it really hard and fast, and raked my teeth across it.
“OOOOO my that feels sooooo good.” She moans in pleasure.
She locked her legs against my head, as her cum just poured out of her totally drenching my face and beard. I try to lick up as much of her sweet love juices as I possible could.
She finally calmed down from her massive orgasm, and laid there for a few moments gasping for air, before she relaxed her legs to let me loose. I looked up at her with her cum dripping off my face.
She giggled looking at my dripping wet face.
I did not say anything I just lunged forward and planted a kiss firmly on her lips, letting her taste herself. To her credit, she did not back down, but instead licked some of her juices off my lips.
She whispered in my ear, “my turn.”
“No my cock is so hard it is about ready to burst out of its skin. I can’t wait. I am going to fuck you hard.” I said with cock in hand I was rubbing her slit.
“Please then just shove that stiff cock into me and fuck me silly.” She said as she begged me to fuck her.
I slowly entered her love hole, gently pushing my cock deeper into her pussy, giving her a chance to adjust to my size. Finally I was fully embedded, and I hit bottom. I stopped for a moment, as she was gasping for air. I could feel her pussy walls contact around my cock, trying to milk my cum out of me.
I started to pick up the pace and soon I was slammed my cock deep into her pussy, pumping as fast as I could go. The heat that we generated was cooking my cum, and I could feel it boil.
“O MY I feel it again.” She pants in ecstasy as she starts to cum again.
Just them I exploded and dumped load after load deep into her pussy, the force of mine and her orgasm together lifted her hips right off the bed. We collapsed into a heap, with both of us panting like we just finished a race.
She laid in my arms as we both drifted off to sleep.

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